The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The parchment was thin, translucent as onion skin, and it smelled of the damp earth where the border guards had buried the dead. You held it against the windowpane of the scribe’s quarter, squinting at the ink that had begun to bleed in the humidity. It was a summons, or perhaps a denial; the distinction had blurred in your mind three days ago, but the words were clear enough: *Thomas Elara,...

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